UP Lantern Parade 2010 / A Small Christmas Party

The parade was cool but what was cooler was i got to see my friends. :)

And not just see them, i got to talk to them like before. Make jokes and do outrageous things. :))

Ano nga ba ang mga interesting na bagay na ginawa ko? :))

1. Wah. Nakakain/nakainom ulit ako ng Taho. Sponsored by Louise Mari.

2. Nakapagpalipad ng "copter" na umiilaw. :))

3. Nakakita ng mga pokemon na pumaparada.

4. Nakalapit na kay oble.

5. Nakita si ARNI!!!! Whoah.

6. Naglakad papuntang Philcoa mula kay oble. (habang kumakanta ng Huling El Bimbooo...)

7. Umupo sa gitna ng kalsada sa UP.

8. Kumanta habang naglalakad sa kalsada (Jason M, ATL, etc.)

9. Nakakain muli sa pinakapaboritong branch ko ng Mcdo. :> (Saan pa ba? Barangka, siyempre :)) ) 

10. Shared dinner with few of my closest buds. 

HAY. ANG SARAP.

Iqquote ko lang si charmaine...

"Di na ata ako matututong uminom,

ngayon pa lang, parang lasing na ako eh." :)))

Nakakalasing ang pagkakaibigan natin. :)) I agree. 

Sumakit ang tiyan ko sa katatawa. :)) 

I remember the days, when we used to have late night practices/projects, and we all used to walk through the streets of Mandaluyong late at night. With the cold chilly air  embracing us as we went our way back to our homes.

Times and places have changed. We're supposedly older now. :)) 

Instead of Mandaluyong, we walked through the streets of Quezon city.

We're now in the ocean, no longer a pond. 

But you know, times may have changed but our friendship hasn't.

ANG SARAP MAGING KAIBIGAN NIYO. 

:) I love you guys. So much. 

Merry Christmas. :)

"Thank you, friends (but)" by Abba Marie Moreno

Wow. I wrote a poem, after how long. :))) :> 

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Thank you, friends (but)

by Abba Marie Moreno

It is past midnight.

The wind, it howls,

And the wind, it blows,

Yet the woods are

Silent as a rose.

Dearest Dawn,

It is past midnight.

It is past midnight.

The darkest is over.

The stars have been well

To me, to listen, to hear,

The stories that they tell.

Dearest Dawn,

Is it past midnight?

Is it past midnight?
I am unable to sleep.

Alone, beneath the night(?) sky,

Knowing there's a sun, it brings, 

Kisses and breathes to me life.

Dearest Dawn, 

Please do come for me. 

Thoughts Before Nightfall. [A Short Story ]

Thoughts Before Nightfall by Abba Marie Moreno

Anna trudged her way to the top of the hill where a single tree stood. The sun was setting and the slopes were bathed in the sun’s glorious rays. She stood there under the shade of the wise tree—overlooking the whole Village of Arte Neo. The amihan played with her long black hair as it blew softly. Slowly, she closed her eyes and welcomed the cool wind’s kisses. As it passed, she opened her eyes and stared at the village.

She gave a sigh.

 

In a few days, I will be back there. Oh, how time passes, she thought.

 

She sat down among the blades of grass. She sighed once more. Rest was ephemeral. In a few more days, the village would be once again open to Wanderers—men and women like her, in search of The Purpose.

 

The Purpose, she thought to herself. I wonder why most Wanderers go to the Enlightened Villages in search of it. Purpose, a place where you belong? Purpose, something you ought to do? Purpose, an intricate plan of a good future. Future, who can say how much is left? Agggh. I think too much.

 

The orange ring of hydrogen and helium was gradually engulfed by the distant hills and valleys. She examined how the golden rays slowly moved away from her.

 

Time is fleeting. She thought.

 

Not too long ago, she was baffled by the thoughts of surviving the first Stage of Wandering. She had studied long and hard under Kemi’s Tree and had been terribly confused by the House of Freakalkyuloose. She had gone through a lot of mentors and wizards and what not. On particular days, hope did not seem to dawn her [Ironically, she was still up at dawn]. And yet, with fervent prayers, she survived Stage I of her First Year of Wandering.

 

She gave another sigh. Was it of relief? Or of weariness? Four and a half years more ‘til she receives The Purpose of an Alchemist. It’s a very long way to go.

 

After about four more years, I’d finally go through the Ritual of Enlightenment.

And finally, receive The Purpose—a diploma.

 

In Thrae, we’re all looking for The Purpose, or at least anything close to one. Perhaps for prestige? For money? For luxuries? Or for mere survival? And it’s sort of sad, I guess, that this is what we measure our lives with.

 

Maybe, deep inside, we’re looking for a purpose. [I guess that’s what we should measure our lives with.]

And we just get confused by our wants and needs and get lost. And confuse The Purpose for an actual one.

 

I’ve known many Wanderers, and sometimes, they forget what they’re really doing this for.

I’ve always known my purpose. I know why I’m here.

It’s the world, actually, who’s in search of why I’m here.

 

She smiled and took something from her pocket—pictures. They were slightly illuminated by the escaping sun but she could still see the figures in the pictures [and perhaps even without light, she could]. Nightfall was  here and it’s about time to make her way back to the camp. She needed her rest, for in a few more days, she would be back in the Village of Arte Neo.

 

I do think too much. She sighed. 

Intrams and Random Senior Pics. :))

Uber late post too. =))

Grad Pics. :)

Uber late post.

Dynamite. The Fourth of July.

TANAAAAAN! :)) Tagal ko na rin palang hindi nagsusulat. Yung horror story ko di ko na natuloy, bv. Pero so far, sobrang dami kong thoughts gusto ko na lang magsulat nang magsulat. :)) Di ko muna lalagyan ng metaphors at whatevers na dinedecipher  namin sa Lit13. At dahil siguro may hangover ako sa pagbabasa ng Paboritong Libro ni Hudas, medyo tatagalugin at direct na lang to. XD

Hehe. nonsense lang to, wag na basahin. :)))) XD

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Nanood ako ng Toy Story 3 kahapon. Well, in my opinion, it wasn't "Toy Story 3." It was more like of "Toy Story's The End." or at least something like that. Medyo agree ako sa kuya ko, mas maganda ang 1 and 2, sadyang nakakaiyak lang 3. :)) Anyway...

Tungkol dyan kay Woody at Buzz at si Andy (na hot na ngayon :)) ),
sobra talaga akong umiyak. Pangalawang beses ko maiyak sa loob ng sinehan (Yung una, isang Gay movie), at tulo nang tulo ang luha ko talaga.

Patungo sa dulo ng movie. (Umalis si Andy at nagcollege, naiwan ang mga laruan sa isang kapitbahay na bata), biglang pumasok sa utak ko:
SHIT. Pano kapag nangyari na sa kin yan?

Tapos napaisip ako ulit:
SHIT. Mag-iisang buwan na ako sa college. :)))))))))))))

Ayun. Haha. Mag-iisang buwan na nga ako sa college. Ano na nga ba ang naaccomplish ko? =)) Hmmm.
-Siyempre mangunguna dyan na meron na akong bagsak na quiz sa math! =))) woooooo.
-uhh. nabasa na ng ulan dahil malayo layo ang paglalakbay ko pauwi.
-nakadalawang bisita na sa UP! :)) Sana makita ko na si Zorro! XD
-Wala pa naman akong cuts.
-unti-unti ko nang napapaniwala ang mga blockmate ko na pogi ako. hahahahhaha :)))))

Anyway. Dito na papasok ang medyo serious part ng blog ko na ito.

Mag-iisang buwan na nga ako sa college. Alam niyo, akala ko dati, pagcollege ka na, parang sobrang astig mo na at parang wala kang problema kung hindi yung mga thesis or assignment mo. Tapos the rest, red carpet na lang. Hindi pala.

Dati kasi, nung bata ako, kapag nakikita ko nang college students na ang mga pinsan ko, parang ang cool na nila. Lalo naman mga alumni ng Mandsci :)) Parang enjoy enjoy lang. Parang they could take whatever life threw at them. A sense of power. A sense of strength to have your own path to pave.

But then i realized last week, nothing much in me has changed. Ganun pa rin pala. Problema sa grades, problema sa lovelife (?), problema sa pamilya. I still cry. And it's still about the same things. At parang maliit pa rin ang mundo ko dahil sa grip ng mga magulang ko. XD

I still love Jason Mraz. Bookworm pa rin ako. Nerd pa rin (haha. lalabas lang to kapag kasama ko ang mga nerdmigos ko XD ). Mahina pa rin sa math. Fave ko pa rin ang English.

Nothing much has changed. Probably, yung pamasahe at imbis na tricycle na papuntang mandsci, best friend ko na ngayon ang LRT at MRT. (in fairness, di ko bestfriend yung mga tao sa loob! Lalo na sa MRT XD)

Sabi nga ng Panic at the Disco: "Things have changed for me. And that's okay, I feel the same. I'm on my way."

Siguro, the strength and power i saw in my cousins or any college student wasn't from the title: "College Student." It's from the experience. The title just provides you new paths and new opportunities. Pero kung decision making at consequences, you're on your own bro. At siguro pagtagal tagal, marami ka nang matutunan. Yun na siguro yung kaastigan na tinutukoy ko noong bata pa ako. :)

Kaya naman, Hello college life. I don't expect to be treated well most of the time, but please do give me one heck of a ride. ;)

Pahabol lang: Medyo narealize ko rin na, it doesn't really matter kung saang university ka nag-aral. Dahil makikita mo pa rin ang mga kumag mong kaklase mula sa Mandsci :))) Haha. XD

Draft

"   ambergris (-gries') n. a secretion of the sperm whale, used in perfumes.

     ambidextrous adj. using both hands equally well.
 
     ambience n. surroundings, atmosphere. Also, ambiance. --ambient, adj.   "

Words of the day huh. I never knew that whales were used for perfumes... *Flips the newspaper pages*.

The Obituary
Honey Monroe, August 5, 2003 - April 23, 2010

I could only stare at that page.

"She ran away and got into an accident. Honey, it wasn't your fault. The time of that little girl's death was a lot earlier than when you arrived there. " Mom asked me. I was waiting for her in this cafe. I was reading the newspaper before she came.

"I know Mom. It's just, what if i got there earlier? I could've at least helped her."

"Oh honey, you have to move on. We had a great day didn't we? I'll drive you to your apartment." she said with a smile, she was right.

I nodded and we went our way.



My name is Beatrice Stranger. You can call me Bea. I'm a Med student at the Smith University and I temporarily live in an apartment near the university.

"Take care of yourself Bea." Mom said as she dropped me off.

*Creak* The wooden stairs are really old. The landlady here is really nice. But her apartment doesn't really attract many boarders. I'm the only tenant in my floor.

*she grabs the door knob and opens the door*

This is my apartment. It's not much but I can call it home, for the meantime at least. This is the small kitchen, the bathroom, my bed... oh that's my favorite pillow. I always hug that one before i go to sleep.